COURTS OF PARIS, NAPLES, ETC. 287 October 2nd, 1801. I send you poor Count d'Alet's letter: this may be tinsel, but it is a little oil poured on the stormy sea of the mind, and soothes one for a moment. A gazette extraordinary informs us that the preliminaries of peace between Great Britain and the French Republic were signed last night, by Lord Hawkesbury and Mr. Otto. Menou has accepted the capitulation for Alexandria. Upon this, Bonaparte gave way, and sent over moderate terms. All I can guess is, that Malta will be free, either given back to the Order, or made a republic. Tom will be upon the pave, but safe, which is now what I care most about. November Alas! just so it blew this day twelvemonth. It is a perfect hurricane — tiles and chimneys tumbling about. I have received yours, in which you advise me to apply to my friend Dick—I suppose you must mean Nick; for I declare I know of no Dick but Sir John, and I could not expect anything through him.